"Where's the ice cream at?" Mina said looking up from the sidewalk. Amy, Lita, and Raye all looked up at the luminous hospital sign dubiously.

"Are you serious? What happened to the Serena that spent more time spending money on food and video games than doing anything that could be considered productive?" Raye insulted. Serena crossed her arms and gave Raye a narrow glare.

"Do you guys really think I'm that shallow?"

"Well, I don't mind!" Lita said brightly," Maybe I can flirt with that cute intern."

"Lita, he's eighteen!" Mina said. Raye and Ami looked over at the pair with a peaking interest.

"Eighteen! And might he look like your ex-boyfriend?" Raye asked. Lita's eyes grew glassy. She clasped her hands together as she pictured her latest crush.

"Yes...But older..." Before the girls could sweatdrop, a noise from up ahead caught their attention. Their missing blonde friend wagged her pigtails as she motioned for her girls' attention.

"Hello?! Yoohoo! Buh-bye!" Serena waved at the girls as the doors closed in front of her.

Serena skipped excitedly through Darien's doors and ran right to his bed side. His eyes were wide open as if he had been up thinking for some time. It caught Serena's attention, however, that the television was off and the only sound in the room was from the birds chirping outside.

"Um, Darien," Serena began meekly. Darien's dark expression transitioned at once into a youthful quesitoning one. The similarities between his first expression and Tuxedo Mask's grim look quickly flittered through her mind.

"Um, I was saying...," Serena cleared her breath," why is it so quiet in here? There are a million things to do in the hospital!" Darien smirked at her quick-wittedness.

"And what would those be?" he asked immediately being comforted by her presence. Serena whipped out her fingers for this challenge.

"Well, you can: have hallway races in wheelchairs, play truth and dare with the other patients over cafeteria food, make prank phone calls from the conveniently unidentifiable hospital phone and ask the nurse for a gallon of chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream!" She enthused. Darien laughed until he was forced to clutch his stomach in actual pain.

Serena launched at him.

"Are you okay? Did I say something wrong?" Serena asked anxiously. Darien shrugged off his pain and chuckled at her rapid mood change.

"I just don't laugh often, and my body wasn't ready for it," Darien shrugged off her worry.

"Are you sure?" Serena asked while she twiddled her fingers.

"Well, there is something I'm not that sure of...," Darien started. Serena leaned in; the tone in his voice suggested that it was a secretive conversation.

"Why'd you leave so abruptly yesterday? Is something wrong?" he said with deep concerned. Caught off quard, Serena flew back.

"Uhh, well..." Serena sputtered.

"Serena! Just tell me if something's wrong!" Darien asserted. He didn't mean to sound so commanding but his stomach flew into his throat at the thought that Serena might have been in trouble.

Serena exaggeratedly curled the ends of her mouth and wagged both of her hands in front of her.

"Oh, no, no. I assure you it was no big deal. I just forgot my mom asked me to clean my room," she lied. She swayed from side to side with nervous energy. She didn't stop until she noticed the fact Darien still looked unhappy. Darien turned his head towards he window once again, severely put off.

"Hey! How about I tell u a real secret? It's completely confidential so you can't tell anyone."

Serena's tail wagged; red horns to match also sprouted from her head. Luna was gonna kill her.

Darien perked up mildly and rejoined the conversation. Serena leaned close and extended her pinky. Quickly they linked pinkies and nodded.

"Spill."

"Well...have you ever heard of the Sailor Scouts?"

"Yeah, every once in a while I'll hear the nurses gossiping about something they once did?" Darien sounded completely uninterested. Serena was put off, but decided to keep going.

"I'm..., drumroll please," Serena's volume flew to a whisper," a sailor scout!"

Darien mentally rolled his eyes. Is she on crack?

"Just hear me out!" Serena asserted after seeing his cynicism.

"I'll humor you if you humor me," Darien joked," Which sailor scout are you?"

"I'm Sailor Moon, Champion of Justice," Serena said as she mimicked her trademark movement.

"What a nut!" he thought.

Serena stared intently at his face. She waited for hs amazed expression to rise, but it never came. Disappointedly, Serena began to tear up.

"You-you don't believe me do you?" Promptly Serena began to wail. Out of instinct, Darien clamped his hands to his ears.

"Serena, please stop that wailing!" Darien exclaimed as kindly as he could. Suddenly, as if snapped from a gaze, Serena's eyes dried and she began to giggle.

"I was just joking! Okay? Don't have a cow!"Serena had decided that it was better if she thought she was simply weird instead.

"Plus, I doubt that Sailor Moon would get such poor marks!"

Serena scratched her head and her cheeks flushed red. If only he knew.

"Where's your homework?" Darien asked as he tried to sit up. Serena turned around to get her bag. She heaved a deep breath, thankful for her brief chance to let down her facade.